Forty minutes without electricity

It happened a few days ago. It got dark and I had to learn at history. All the electronics were off. I could wager I don't use electricity at all, until the light has switched off. Suddenly I felt scared, confused, nervous... I don't know exactly how. The thing is I got a little panic for a few seconds, as if the whole life would have gotten to an end. That was ironically, as the electricity is not life. Then, I began to feel calm and patient, reading with a tiny source of light from two candles. Immediately, I was acting like a foolish kid, playing with the wax. I always liked that. The only thing for that I regretted the power outage was that I thought I would miss the episode of the series I was watching. After about forty minutes I could use everything that had to do with electricity. Of course, that night I wasn't relieved from the eternal story : "When I was at your age, I learned at the candles, because Ceauşescu was cutting off the lights at 8 p.m." ... and so on.
Our life is amazing with all we have, but if I felt well with silence around, why could I just turn off the lights and play with wax again? It would be strange, but nice. Spontaneous things are the greatest and we can't plan them.

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Forty minutes without electricity

It happened a few days ago. It got dark and I had to study history. All the electronics were off. I could wager I don't use electricity at all, until the light has switched off. Suddenly I felt scared, confused, nervous... I don't know exactly how. The thing is, I got a little panicked for a few seconds, as if the whole life would have gottenhad come to an end. That was ironic, as the electricity is not life. Then, I began to feel calm and patient, reading with a tiny source of light from two candles. Immediately, I was acting like a foolish kid, playing with the wax. I always liked that. The only thing for that I regretted with the power outage was that I thought I would miss the episode of the series I was watching. After about forty minutes I could use everything that had to do with electricity. Of course, that night I wasn't relievedspared from the eternal story : "When I was at your age, I learned at the candles, because Ceauşescu was cutting off the lights at 8 p.m." ... and so on. Our life is amazing with all we have, but if I felt well with silence around, why couldn't I just turn off the lights and play with wax again? It would be strange, but nice. Spontaneous things are the greatest and we can't plan them.

[Excellent work. Your grammar and vocabulary are advanced. By the way, I am spontaneous every Tuesday, from 8:07pm to 8:43pm. ;-)]